Katsuki headed for his dormitory the second classes were over for the day. He'd swap his uniform for casual wear and ditch UA with his girlfriend. Knowing your soul mate was your soul mate for a week didn't seem like much, but he knew it mattered to Ochako. He'd make things special for her.

"Master Bakugo, just who I wanted to see!" Professor Kayama called out.

He stopped in place and half-turned. "Huh?"

"I'd like to see you in my classroom."

"I'm busy."

Her sweet smile set him on edge. "Don't make me say it again."

His shoulders sagged. "Tch, make it quick."

Along the way, he ignored the students openly staring at him and Professor Kayama. He didn't have time for this stupid bullshit.

They reached her empty classroom, and Professor Kayama closed the door behind them.

"I have somewhere to be, so make it quick," he grunted, his body turning with her as she approached her desk.

She got right to the point. "Does your soul mate know who you are?"

He merely stared at her.

"It's just us, and the room is warded against eavesdropping. You can speak freely." She pulled out her chair and sat down. "So, I ask again, does your soul mate know who you are?"

"Yeah."

Sky blue eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Why would I lie?" he scoffed. "Yeah, she knows. She's the one who drank the potion first."

Professor Kayama perked up in her seat. "Did you mean to stand up earlier when I asked for the soul mate couples?"

He narrowed his gaze at her. "No."

"If only she had been there to stand as well. The connection would have been made then."

He wasn't going to correct her. He chose to let her think his soul mate hadn't been in the room.

"I'd like for the two of you to attend my soul mate classes. They are little sessions held for couples to help you understand what's to come. I teach couples one at a time, so you don't need to worry about anyone else in the room."

"I'll attend for both of us."

"Soul mates work in pairs."

"And I can teach her." He rolled his eyes. "I'm sure it'll make for a great bonding moment."

"Soul mates are more complex than one might think. There are so many connections involved with them."

"Yeah, mental and physical. We know that."

She eyed him carefully. "Do you have an example of such a thing?"

He recalled something that happened. "She stubbed her foot, and I felt the pain too—A portion of the pain."

Professor Kayama jumped to her feet, hands against her desk. "You've progressed more than I thought!"

He wasn't startled by her reaction. Some books in the library covered soul mates. In fact, the professor had written one.

"Let me teach you so that way there won't be any surprises," she urged.

He huffed. "We're already reading your book."

She blinked in surprise. "Huh?"

"We aren't stupid, and we're already learning what we can about soul mates," he said, heading for the door to leave.

At least he'd only be a little late when he met Ochako. He'd explain why he was held up.

"I'm proud of you, Master Bakugo!" she exclaimed as he opened the door.

"Tch." He stepped out into the hallway, and someone to his left shouted in surprise.

xXx

Ochako waited in her dormitory for Katsuki. She knew Professor Kayama asked to see him, but she wasn't sure when he'd be free.

A frown tugged at her lips. Rumors had already begun to swirl around. Whispers said Katsuki and Professor Kayama were soul mates. At least she didn't have to hear them inside her dormitory.

Harrumphing, she got off her bed and was blindsided by pain. A train might as well had barreled into her. She crumpled to the floor, cradling her head. Her mouth was open, but no words came out.

When the pain dulled, she dragged her hand down to look, not seeing any blood. Wait, blood? Why would she be looking for that?

Her heart seized up in an instant. "Katsuki!" She scrambled to her feet and ran out of her dormitory. Professor Kayama's classroom was her destination.

xXx

Katsuki's eyelids fluttered open, and a groan slipped past his lips. Why did he feel sore? His head might as well be a dead weight attached to his neck.

"He lives!" Denki exclaimed.

"Shhh!" several people shushed.

When Katsuki's vision stopped swimming, he focused on the faces around him. The entire Bakuquad was around his cot.

"You're in the medical wing, dude," Eijiro informed him.

"The fuck?"

"Take it easy," Hanta said.

"Fuck off," he grumbled.

Kyoka spoke up. "Some upperclassman was running and accidentally plowed you down. You hit your head on the wall. Uh, and the floor. Honestly, you're lucky he didn't crush you."

"Fuck me."

"Can you say anything else?" Denki chortled.

Katsuki glared at him and enunciated his next two words. "Fuck. You."

"Well, at least he seems normal enough," Mina commented.

Grunting, Katsuki attempted to sit up.

"Oh, here you go, dude." Eijiro stole pillows from the nearby cot and added them under Katsuki. He gently pushed against Katsuki's chest to ease him back. "Easy does it."

Ochako's face swam into his mind. Fuck, their date! He needed to get out of here. "I'm leaving."

"As if," Kyoka said. "Miss Shuzenji said no way until she clears you."

Mina smirked. "Why do you think we're here?"

"You aren't my guards," Katsuki quipped.

"Yeah, you definitely aren't a princess," Hanta teased.

"I'll kill you."

"Besides, if you left here now, people would think a mummy was set loose," Hanta snickered, continuing to push his buttons.

Katsuki narrowed his gaze at him. "What?"

"Your head," Kyoka said. "Do you not feel the bandages?"

He didn't.

Denki gasped. "What if he can't feel his head anymore?"

"Relax, he's fine," Eijiro said. "I'm sure it's because of what Miss Shuzenji has done to help him. He'll be healed in no time."

Mina nodded in agreement. "Yeah, nothing can keep Katsuki down."

As Katsuki's heart skipped, a gasp sounded by the entrance to the room. Everybody looked over to see Ochako. She stood still with a pitcher and cup in hand.

The look on her face pierced Katsuki's heart. He didn't want her to have that expression ever again. "Cheeks," he murmured.

Ochako barely shook her head and approached the group. "You're awake," she said, relief in her voice.

"What are you doing here?" Katsuki asked without thinking.

"She's been with us, but left to get you water for when you woke up." Kyoka looked at Ochako. "Good timing!"

Ochako stood on Katsuki's left side by the cot and poured water into the cup.

"Wait, you do remember us, right?" Denki suddenly asked.

Everybody turned to look at him. "The fuck are you talking about?" Katsuki asked.

"Someone said you could have amnesia."

"I didn't hit my head that hard."

"You clearly don't remember all the blood," Hanta scoffed.

"Head injuries bleed," Katsuki stressed.

Ochako overpoured the cup, and water spilled over the side. "S–sorry, it came out faster than I thought."

Katsuki looked her over. He didn't like that she was stressing and worrying over nothing. He was fine.

Just then, Miss Chiyo Shuzenji entered the room. The elderly woman was short, and a netted bun held back gray hair. A purple-tinted visor was worn over her eyes, resting on the bridge of her small nose. She wore a doctor's lab coat over a red, yellow, and white dress. Pink boots matched the R-shaped buckle of her belt.

"Oh, you woke up sooner than I expected," she commented, eyes on Katsuki.

"I want to leave," he said.

"Not until I say so, and it's too soon for that." Miss Shuzenji addressed the ones around the cot. "Now then, this is too much stimulation for Master Bakugo as he recovers. Only one of you can stay."

"Round Face can," Katsuki said.

Everybody looked at him. "What?"

"She hasn't given me a headache like all of you extras have," Katsuki gritted.

Miss Shuzenji nodded. "You heard him. Thank you for keeping watch over him for me."

Only three remained in the room. Miss Shuzenji checked Katsuki over. "How's your head?" she finally asked.

"It's fine."

"Be honest."

"Feels like a weight," he admitted, not making eye contact with Ochako.

"Any sharp pain?"

"Just feel sore."

"To be expected since a student ran into you."

The fact he had been taken down so easily bothered him. He should have seen it coming.

"How long does he need to stay here?" Ochako asked.

"I planned on keeping him here overnight," Miss Shuzenji answered.

"As if," Katsuki scoffed. "I have places to be."

"On this cot is where you'll be until morning."

He narrowed his gaze at her.

"I'm sure you can push back whatever plans you have," Ochako assured him.

He looked at her. "Maybe you're right," he gruffly said, accepting his fate.

Before Miss Shuzenji left, she gave Katsuki some medicine and cast a spell. "Don't let him get leave," she had told Ochako.

Ochako sat down on the side of the cot, not squishing any part of Katsuki. She set the pitcher and cup to the side, placing her hands on her lap. Without a word, he moved his left hand over hers.

"I'm glad you're all right," she whispered, her chest tight.

"Don't waste your time worrying over me, Cheeks. I'll be fine."

"The pain you went through..."

"I don't remember much of it," he admitted. "All I feel is sore now."

Her eyes glassed over. "I was scared."

"I won't scare you like that again," he told her.

A wobbly smile curved her lips. "As long as you promise."

He silently squeezed her hand.

xXx

A/N: Life's been busy, so I haven't been on top of my game updating. But now I'm ready, and I even touched up on the previous chapters.